His princess (On Hold)

Remeber?

We got to the hospital and we ran into the hospital.

We ran into Riker's room. He was awake! " Hey!" I said quietly.

He looked at me confused. "Shor. Who is she?" He said. His words were like a bullets. Like knives stabbing me in the gut.

"She is your best friend. You've her sevral times that you love her. You two do everything tohether, like, going to the movies, text, walk to school, sit by eachother in all your classes. You never shut up about her." Ross said. " And your lucky to have someone like her around." He looked at me and smiled at me.

Riker still looked at me like I was an alien. I didn't know what to do. I couldn't stand there, with my best friend not remebering who I am. So, I ran out of the room, down the hall and then found a courner, and I curled up in a ball and cried for about two seconds before I hear footsteps of running.

I knew it was Ross. He sat down next to me and hugged me.

"How? Why? How did he forget me? Why did he forget me?" I sobbed into Ross' chest.

Riker's POV

There she stood. The prettiest girl in the world.

I never believed in love at first sight, but now. Now I do.

"Hey!" She said. Her voice is perfect too.

"Shor? Who is she?" I asked.

""She is your best friend. You've her sevral times that you love her. You two do everything tohether, like, going to the movies, text, walk to school, sit by eachother in all your classes. You never shut up about her." Ross said. " And your lucky to have someone like her around." He smile at her. She looked at me then ran away.

"Dude? You can't remember your best friend! You have told her before that you love her! Think Riker! You love her!" He yelled ten ran after her.

If I could run, or at least walk, I would have followed her.

I sat there thinking. Then it hit me. No literally. There was a picture on a shelf above my bed and it fell and hit me.

I saw her. I was kissing her cheek. I felt my heart beat go crazy, my face turn red, and butterflies in my stomach. I sort of remember her. The only thing I remember is how I feel about her. That feeling is like, like, I could explode and confetti would fly everywhere instead of blood and guts.

Ross was right. I love her.